A Childs Christmas
This was Christmas Eve and Madeleine my oldest sister
But the lamplight and firelight,
Tonight was different.
Looking at the crib in the deep still of our front window,
It was a night of wonders.
Tonight, all night,
Riding animals higher than our horse,
It was in a stall like ours that Mary and Joseph had sought shelter.
The thought of Mary giving birth to death
The bits of ‘Silent Night’ we knew we sang.